I’m at the yearly soul-dump time of gathering and laying out the official Yule Mix 2011. This year has been a runaway train, so I haven’t collected the fucking fantastic gems I usually do. Therefore, I’ve delved into songs I can’t believe I’ve never featured on a past Yule Mix, since I love these pieces so much. Like how much I love kittens, that much. Should there have be a semi-colon there?
This is what I do each year – compile and deconstruct, then re-construct and do it over again, then search the sky and the earth and then surprise! Because I’m connected to music more than anything else in this world. When the time comes, I cannot possibly put it together and then it comes together impossibly. I have to do this thing, this agonizing and good thing each year to stay connected. And it means a lot to me, whether it’s 5 people who appreciate it or 22 people by proxy who hear one of the songs and think it’s rad, it matters yet it doesn’t matter. It’s my bookmark each year. A challenge that I actually need.
Anywhoodles, I just brushed up against this and it’s just awsomery.
I’m totally suspended in gaffa. Also, when I die I will meet Kate Bush, Mozart, and all my cats. So I realized that as the Yule Mixes have progressed, they have become “harder” for lack of a better word. I believe it’s because of the time of year, which coincides with winter. It’s wise to do this exercise this time of year for me, because winter brings a general discontent (I’m talking about seasonal affect something disorder or whatever). The music I lean toward(s) is heavier because I need it. Rhythm-Centric, someone once said. I was offended because they didn’t understand. Then I was all, I am a pretentious artist – why am I not making money then. I don’t need sad music, yet there’s sad -ish music that reaches out and chokes my chest. It’s the type of music that acknowledges, gazes into, and fully understands. I never know how to incorporate it in the mix. There should be two mixes each year, really. Parallel.
cant wait for my copy. as always.